Saturday, July 31, 2004
A man needs a maid - but then he also needs a blow job
"It's just like Cindy, my regular child prostitute on my visits to Bangkok (that's not her real name of course, but she let's me call her that). Exploited? At $100 dollars a blow job? I think not. You can buy a lot of candy for a $100 in Thailand, let me tell you!"
You really should head over there for an explanation.
(Blow jobs, herpes, what's this blog turning into? Christ knows what sort of Google searches will be bringing attention to DC now. But hey, readers are readers!)
It seems to me as though my comment hasn't actually yet appeared at AGTOR. Hmm.
I can explain this though, really, I swear...
(This could have been done in "Update" form of course, except I was having all sorts of trouble with editing.)
I can't work out if some of the posters are muppets because the comments are in poor taste, or just because it is painfully unfunny.
The jury is still out on that one.
We didn't do satire at our school, we did woodwork.